The decent boss always wants to attack me

Flying birds and luan sang, and in the gaps between the churning wings, many disciples could be seen walking with swords.

When the disciple stepped on the sword and passed by them, he nodded to Bai Qing, and a white aura was drawn from the tail of the sword.

It's Fengsong.

Bai Qing sat cross-legged, stroking the soft and colorful long feathers on Qingluan's back, feeling very good.

Qingluan felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and after screaming to the sky, he flapped his wings suddenly, and his speed was more than doubled, leaving those disciples behind.

Feng Song, whose eyes were half covered by long hair, seemed to be smiling.

Bai Qing was in a good mood, crossing his arms over his chest, admiring the scenery along the way.

When he first came to Qiwu Gate, he was exercising martial arts with Feng Song. Several years later, he was still at the late stage of Jindan, his cultivation had reached a bottleneck, and he couldn't break through no matter what.

I think this experience will help him.

There was a burst of numbness in the waist, Bai Qing was startled, and then helplessly pressed Chu Xiu's hands to the side: "Don't make trouble, we will be there in a while."

In the past few years, the little ancestor has become more shameless and skinless, and the problem of uncertainty is gone, but he likes to rub on him, and he always loves to scratch people.

Probably due to the suppression of his cultivation, as long as Bai Qing put down his face and pretended to be serious, he would always stop in time.

From the beginning of raising Chu Xiu as his son, to Bai Qing who later treated him like a cat, he just turned a blind eye to this little habit left over from the time when he was injured.

It was better than suddenly pushing him onto the bed.

Chu Xiu lightly responded, and leaned on his shoulder to speak, and quietly put the bracelet on Bai Qing's waist: "Young Master, besides the disciples of the Baihun Sect, Fengyue's faction will also be going to Huai Ling this time. "

"I know."

It is not so easy to gather high-cultivation disciples in a short period of time. In such an imminent emergency, we can only arrange to go a little closer.

Chu Xiu's voice was very close and deep: "Don't get too far away from me."

A large piece of black reef floated in the blue water, and the snow-white waves blown by the sea breeze hit the reef again and again, leaving a lot of milky white foam that slowly faded from the reef.

Bai Qing smiled and said, "Okay."

Chu Xiu looked very happy. He wrapped Bai Qing in his arms with force in his hands, and sniffed it almost crazily around his neck. His tone was as obedient as usual: "Young master is so kind."

Bai Qing struggled a few times and then gave up. He obediently leaned half in Chu Xiu's arms, crossed his chest and crossed his legs and looked up at the sky.

A few white seagulls soared in the sky with their black reef-colored wings.

Even though the wind was blocked, he seemed to be able to smell the salty and slightly fishy sea breeze.

It would be dangerous to go here.

After a long time, he suddenly said, "Chu Xiu, don't get hurt."

Chu Xiu's fingertips were twirling around Bai Qing's supple black hair, when he heard him say this, his eyes instantly filled with tenderness, and he said softly, "Listen to the young master."

When he landed, Chu Xiu stretched out his hand towards Bai Qing, with his palm facing him.

The young master didn't hesitate to grab the palm that was a little wider than his, and jumped off Qingluan's back with his strength.

It has just rained here.

The wet and dirty mud splashed on his snow-white brocade boots, which was a bit dazzling. The deserted island was smoky, and the tips of withered yellow grass curled up on the ground. In the flat land, the towering green wall came into view like a huge castle.

Although he has no cultivation base, he can still feel the chilly aura emanating from the unknown plants covered with dark green vines.

It was a force that wanted to pull people into the abyss, the flames soaring into the sky and the roar of madness, mixed with the woman's painful cries.

The vines were wriggling and twisting, alive.

Short and sharp sword chants sounded one after another, followed by the continuous and crisp sound of drawing the sword into its sheath.

It was very quiet, no one spoke, only the sound of inhaling, waiting for everyone, Bai Qing raised his head and said: "Let's go."

The disciples of the Hundred Souls Sect have arrived.

The moment Bai Qing saw them clearly, she exclaimed, "It really is a serious sect."

Standing in front of the huge vines were more than a dozen female cultivators. They were wearing white and purple bunt suits. The silver half-helmet inlaid on the right shoulder and left sleeve gleamed with dazzling luster. The hem of the long skirt was neatly designed. Wearing a snow purple bell bracelet.

The leading female disciple had an aloof face and sharp eyes. She clasped her fists and saluted when they saw them coming.

Looking at this appearance, Bai Qing guessed a little bit, it's not like he doesn't even know how to get in.

"Some of the people who disappeared before entered by mistake, and my disciples of the Hundred Souls Sect went in to save people, and they were all involved without the slightest preparation. We tried how to go in with thorough preparations, but all failed."

As she spoke, she shook the purple bell in her hand, and a mechanism puppet half the height of a person appeared out of thin air. She controlled the puppet and rushed towards it as if she was a rabbit, and when she was close to the vine, she was almost smashed to pieces by the wildly twisting branches.

After that, the talisman seal that was swept away at high speed just exploded a little spark in the vine, without any destructive power.

Bai Qing couldn't believe it: "So you're just standing here?"

The leading female disciple showed displeasure on her face: "Acting recklessly is not an act of this sect."

The terrified screams and roars coming from the opposite side of the vines are particularly ironic in comparison with the situation here.

"I'll try."

Several sonorous sounds came, and the blue-clothed disciple was forced to entangle with the vine in the air? Han @霍@儿@投@狼fighted for a while, and the severed vine branch returned to normal at an extremely fast speed. Wrap that person into it.

With a flick of his fingertips, Bai Qing saw that Feng Song had carefully escaped from a group of monsters, he stepped forward to support the man, and glanced at the many disciples behind him who had just entered the Golden Core, feeling troubled.

"Chu Xiu, can you break through this wall?"

He was referring to space.

Chu Xiu also understood, but deliberately leaned halfway beside him and said pitifully, "Master, my sword can only be broken once in a short period of time, and if I use it casually, I won't be able to protect you."

Bai Qing didn't speak, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The miserable cry from the other side of the vine was even more horrific, as if there was a monster playing hide-and-seek with the trapped people inside, biting off the head first, the blood entangled with the head and neck sprinkled in the air, and then biting off the limbs, half of the twitching The human leg trembled right next to the monster's mouth.

His face turned pale.

The faces of the people were also very dignified, and their helpless and distressed appearance made him very irritated.

Huan Mocong, the leading female disciple of Baihun Sect, saw that all the disciples of Qiwu Sect were only looking at Bai Qing, so she guessed that the only disciple with the highest cultivation level in Qiwu Sect is the young master of the Bai family.

She saluted again, and her tone sounded more respectful: "Does Mr. Bai have a clever plan?"

Brilliant plan?

When Bai Qing raised his eyes, Mo Cong was frozen by his icy eyes for a moment, and then saw him walking towards the vine, not even drawing his sword.

Chu Xiu lightly clasped the sword handle with his fingertips, and stared at the man intently.

What a fucking plan, recklessness is enough, obviously they are all cultivators, they can go in and have the ability to protect themselves, but they insist on discussing a perfect plan.

Where in the world is there so much time for you to discuss the complete policy.

Everyone is dead, go in and collect the corpse?

Han Dongyun said that the first people involved wanted to cut off the vine, so that those who dragged people later were not spared.

Perhaps it can be understood that those who don't want to hurt this vine can enter safely.

The gaze behind him was piercing, he thought, Chu Xiu should be behind.

As soon as he turned his head and wanted to scold his mother, the little ancestor was still standing there, seeing him looking back, and showing him a smile of 'it's okay, I'm here'.

You should come here!

"Eldest brother, come on!"

Bai Qing staggered.

502, how many monsters are there?

【Hard to say. 】

Bai Qing:? ?

[There are a lot of variables, the host is ready to use the experience card. 】

Bai Qing took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and made his steps look confident.

Under his feet were broken branches with shallow thorns that fell from the vines, and there was a thick layer of residual leaves. He held his breath in his heart and used it to quickly use the experience card to deal with emergencies.

When the female cultivators of the Hundred Souls Sect saw him walking past like that, their eyes showed admiration.

Bai Qing stepped on the leaves carefully and approached quietly, his footsteps were gentle. The moment the vine appeared in front of him, he smelled a strong and thick smell of blood.

It came from the vines, and several criss-crossing dark brown vines were slowly twisting in front of him like snakes.

Like a poisonous snake letter.

The hoarse cry for help and collapse clearly reached his ears through the branches, and there was an unspeakable pain and despair surging inside.

His heart trembled violently, and the beating heartbeat in his chest was continuously amplified.

When he came back to his senses, his waist had been strangled so hard that he could hardly breathe.

There was burning pain on his face, the sharp branches kept gliding across his body, the vines wrapped him tighter and tighter, the light in front of his eyes kept disappearing, and the last thing he saw was the shocked expressions on the faces of the female cultivators of the Hundred Souls Sect.

Into darkness.

Bai Qing was a little bit over the top: I'm stupid, don't you choose? !

502's voice sounded a little helpless: [Host, when have you ever seen a demon catching people and still pick and choose? 】

There was still noise in his ears. He knew that he was being dragged into the vine, but he didn't know that the wall surrounded by green vegetation was so dense.

It seemed that his life was not in danger, and he was still hesitating whether to use the experience card, when a light suddenly appeared in the darkness.

The vine wrapped around his chest along his waist, but barely stopped when it reached his neck, and the force was also much weaker.

Chilled back.

Something was staring at him.

That is an eye.

A white, pupilless, but beautiful pupil.

The white and slender eyelashes blinked, and the voice was hoarse.

"It's you..."

Bai Qing rolled his eyes.

The vines around him suddenly became restless, the already narrow space was filled with thick and hard branches, and they were still twisting wildly, like a seven-inch snake being hit.

Bai Qing was hit several times invisibly, and before he could utter a curse, he heard the voice speak again.

It was very painful, with a hint of bewilderment and maddened despair.

"Go away!!"

"Go away, no!"

"Don't touch him!!"